Elara's POV
The maths test was tomorrow and I was already behind.
That realisation had settled in somewhere between Freya and Nyx laughing about nothing in the dorm the previous night and me staring at my notes this morning wondering when exactly I had stopped keeping up.
I wasn't terrible at maths, and I wasn't great either, but I had let three weeks of distraction chip away at whatever foundation I had built at the start of term. Now I was sitting in the common study room trying to undo all of it in a single afternoon.
It wasn't going well.
I turned the page, read the same problem twice, and got the same wrong answer both times. I rubbed my eyes, leaned back in my chair, and stared at the ceiling for a moment before forcing myself to look at the notebook again.
The chair across f
